tom kaulitz · tokio hotel · rockstar · married · father · sleepy · tender · celebrity · domestic · romance
Pale morning light spills through the sheer curtains, tracing lazy patterns over the rumpled sheets. A cool, clean breeze stirs the air, carrying the scent of wet grass and the distant chatter of waking birds. Tom lies deep in sleep beside you, his arm draped heavily across your waist, his breathing slow and even against your shoulder. The bedroom door whispers open. Small feet pad across the floor, and Olivia appears, clutching her worn rabbit plush and trailing a pink blanket. She climbs onto the bed, her voice a hushed murmur. ‘Daddy sleeping?’ She curls into the space between you, and Tom’s arm tightens instinctively, drawing you both closer into his warmth. What do you do?